Disney1fan2002
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I always dream about my dead relatives. I have not dreamed of my mom for a long while, but my brother Jimmy visits my dreams a lot lately. I actually had my first dream with dad in it last night. He died 2 years ago. My brother Paul has not been in my dreams.
It is mostly mom and Jimmy. Last night's dream was weird. I dreamt that we were in my Uncle Moe's old neighborhood, and his apartment was supposed to be empty. (he died in 2000). My sister and I see the door open and lights on. We go to the door, and are afraid Uncle Moe is haunting the place. We walk in, and go to my cousin's bedroom, and find my brother Jimmy sleeping. Huge relief that we did not find Uncle Moe's ghost. We laugh with Jimmy, who thinks we're high on something. A girl comes out of the bathroom. LOL. Jimmy was a playboy. This part of the dream, I am not aware Jimy is dead. He is alive and well. Next thing I know, I am at my dad's telling him how we found Jimmy at Uncle Moe's place, and dad gets upset, and doesn't want me to talk about Jimmy. Jimmy is dead. I wake up, and realize dad is gone also.
I woke up, and that dreamed help me remember how much Jimmy used to make us laugh. Sometimes the dreaming makes me sad, because it is a strong reminder of what i no longer have. But I am really lucky that I have my memories in my dreams.
It is mostly mom and Jimmy. Last night's dream was weird. I dreamt that we were in my Uncle Moe's old neighborhood, and his apartment was supposed to be empty. (he died in 2000). My sister and I see the door open and lights on. We go to the door, and are afraid Uncle Moe is haunting the place. We walk in, and go to my cousin's bedroom, and find my brother Jimmy sleeping. Huge relief that we did not find Uncle Moe's ghost. We laugh with Jimmy, who thinks we're high on something. A girl comes out of the bathroom. LOL. Jimmy was a playboy. This part of the dream, I am not aware Jimy is dead. He is alive and well. Next thing I know, I am at my dad's telling him how we found Jimmy at Uncle Moe's place, and dad gets upset, and doesn't want me to talk about Jimmy. Jimmy is dead. I wake up, and realize dad is gone also.
I woke up, and that dreamed help me remember how much Jimmy used to make us laugh. Sometimes the dreaming makes me sad, because it is a strong reminder of what i no longer have. But I am really lucky that I have my memories in my dreams.
